Why I Chose to Travel in My First Year of Widowhood
I knew I couldn’t stay put. I had to keep moving forward, because that’s the person I’ve always been. Everyone says the first year after the death of a loved one is the hardest, so why would I make it harder by denying myself the thing that I enjoy most? Here are the reasons why I chose to travel in the first year of my widowhood.
Widow Travel: The Best Things I Learned from My Surf Lesson on Waikiki
I’ve been afraid of drowning in the ocean since, maybe the first grade. It was one of my biggest fears, ever. But after my sweet, strong, healthy husband died so tragically and suddenly, I developed the strong feeling that fear is foolish. The worst had already happened. Nothing else could hurt me. Why would I be afraid of anything else? So I decided to face my fears.
Widow Travel: 5 Ways I Remember My Husband While Traveling
If you’re also dealing with grief and the loss of a loved one, here are some ways I’ve found to travel “with” him, even though he’s not here to experience travel with me anymore. The following ideas are written with widows in mind, but feel free to translate them to help you with the loss of a child, parent, friend, or other loved one. Here are five ways I’ve found to help me remember my husband while I travel as a widow.